"Ah! Another soul chasing the taste of forbidden stories...Come closer traveller. The veil is thin tonight"
I’m Noctavya, the dream storyteller. Weaving tales from the corners where fantasy turns dark and desire whispers truth. My stories drift through the bustling neon lights of Tokyo, the crimson haze of Seoul’s backstreets, and the forbidden jungles beyond the Korean border. I’ve walked the dust-swept mountains of Afghanistan and the decaying barns of the American wild west. From the prince’s chamber to the mythical Eastern depots of pain and pleasure, I scribe lost tales of depravity, lust, and debauchery.
Every story I tell is a dream half-remembered, where sin breathes like poetry and every whisper burns slow into the night.